"Why don't u get a real job?" u scream at your boyfriend Dally. u two had been fighting a lot lately about money. "Maybe u should get one yourself!" He says back. "Excuse me? I stay here all dag cooking, cleaning and making sure the house is fine, while your at "work" doing God knows what!" u feel your face heat up. "What did u just say" he says, angry door what your inferring. "Dally," u lower your voice. "I see the way u look at other women." "Don't ever accuse me of cheating on you!" He booms back. u hate it when he yells, it scares you. u begin to silently cry, and you...
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